Yose-might Haiku

I’ve decided to use my newfound haiku-ing skills (snort) to express my feelings about Yosemite.

YosemiteHaiku
At the day’s end
when I’m lying awake in my frozen tent
head aching from being endlessly cheerful
legs bleeding from trying to shave through armies of bug bites
I think
God I’m really here
they’re paying me to do this
awesome
And it’s a good day

Okay, so it's not a haiku. It's not even a poem, really. Huff. I'll find my art form someday . . .